flowersandmusic

cut my hair off in the afternoon time
still thinking of ways to help
ways to consume less
ways to feel connected to all aspects of my life
our lives that we share together on this earth
control yourself and then you control others???
no, but there is a relation unless your a hermit
all over the place- the head, the body, and mind
scrambling for truths like there is any
but push on together or alone
push on and know a bit
know and see, less and more
slowly we're there
or at least somewhere new
thanks for your time
your sweeter than agave

Working on the idea of silence is not very silencing.

worn out and sold out
no creativity here
trying to find ways to
reverse the effect
something less
something more
trying to relax
trying to work
i'm tired
but my drive to do more
has been lacking
settling for less is good
and bad n' i want to exhaust myself more

i left to come here
and there was nice
but the people were too many
all nice but i'm selfish
and i like to run away
but facing the emptiness
and the loneliness is
something i struggle with
yes i run away to isolate
and all i want is the company
of a couple... anymore and
and i want to run again
and this is not a problem
no just a way of making right turns
only right turns till i turn the other way
i'm not use to people in the context of friends
i'm use to people as acquaintances that
might get to know me more than others
but still don't have an action in the personal way
public life the only way to interact with others.
i'll meet you at the bean.
the room is only seen by the bunnies and dead fish
and someone that i love. others with a count of 5 tops.
not too many. not letting um in and they haven't
asked to make there way in. and i lost the point.
i lost the point of why i wrote.
i'm still running.
my mind running from mind.
and i sit.
and it's darkening.
but i'm here.

If you are interested in a discussion about SCAD, Savannah's downtown community, and local economy you should come to learning forum. All questions approved/free speak zone/yes, we can! The learning forum meets on Tuesday at 8pm at the Sentient Bean next to Brighter Day on the Park Street.

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Like a garden that is never finished, the work of an artist is forever in the process of becoming. ‘I am “I” who is becoming “I” who is not I’, writes Haniya Yutaka.

I only wanted a little time alone. A couple minutes to re-familiarize myself with my room and it's knick-knacks and tiny treasures. Even the photos ripped out of an old magazine I hung up a few week ago seemed foreign and unfamiliar. And everything had a light dusting of bunny hair and bread crumbs. The only thing ever being used: the door and the windows. Up and down, in and out;the only breath to give the space. Otherwise everything sits. The books either get chewed at the spine or they seem much older than they are. The sheets a mound of visible layers of clutter mostly yarn and paper particles that still hold a presence to the eye. And I realize, I don't have time to wander around and make my little toy animals dance to tell little sweet stories to myself. Bouncing every little ball I find and ringing every little bell to say that I have. I had a faces to go see and make happy. A friendship to start on a good note. A kiss to steal between classes. But all I can do is sit in my ponder pit and play and play and play.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZ1Iqd6_cJI

This is the Second Life city that the parade is going to be drawn into. Still a little confused on what the parade was about, China? Savannah? New Orleans? No Lab traveling? Well, it might be recorded as Savannah's shortest parade measuring between 1-3 blocks. But the musicians from New Orleans leading us made it feel more legit, including New Orleans jazz and Native American dance. Also, dancing onstage was plus in my book. :)

seeing small picture
little, little details
a narrow focus
and a little luck
needed to think bigger
not too big just big enough
and then it will make sense
again or maybe it never was again
it is only now
now

http://www.commondreams.org/view/2009/09/23-2

This facade of caring is fucking despicable.


In other news:

Sept. 25-Nov. 30
Cao Fei + Map Office: "NO LAB on Tour"
Pei Ling Chan Gallery, 322 Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd., Savannah, Ga.
The exhibitions department presents "NO LAB on Tour" by artists Cao Fei + Map Office. Cao Fei's (SL: China Tracy) Second Life world, "RMB City," has already drawn worldwide attention for its entertaining and often ironic depiction of a contemporary Chinese city. A new project, in collaboration with Hong-Kong-based Map Office, Fei's virtual city titled "NO LAB" continues her work with a stark, politically charged multimedia presentation depicting New Orleans being flooded by Hurricane Katrina's storm surge and the aftermath that followed. Fei's and Map Office's interactive exhibition "NO LAB on Tour" will makes its third global showing at SCAD's Pei Ling Chan Gallery in Savannah. This exhibition is free and open to the public. Held in conjunction with the SCAD Savannah gallery hop. This exhibition is free and open to the public.


So wear blk and white and let's be the new Sims...

"Staying alone to learn the lesson, the lesson being
DO NOT SPEND NIGHTS ALONE FOR AWHILE." -Liam Rector

my head pounds from the corners
coffee would be nice right now
cannot lose anymore time in the studio
finger nail is bitten and bleading
stuck in motion
must start something
or finish something

breathing
and thinking
that i need action
in forms that communicate
to others
and making them
feel less like others
and more familiar
and i'm not tired
and i'm not mad
or apathetic
i'm feeling as though
this might be a push
but one well needed
this is my post
not great
but not forgotten

was completely bad.


Bad ass...



so go see it.


:)

Words have meant magnitudes of passion.
They have been brute and bitter.
Tearing in halves and pieces and piles.
Wandering and hoping to be made strong again.
Noises come from speech that teases out,
tongues to know how it's connection
sing prose, proverbs, and a progression
of that, that stirs, of that, that transforms you
of that of a misguided, troublesome poem

For my tumblr friends,

http://flowersandmusic.tumblr.com/

Most of it is the same I post on here.

I'm approaching my senior year at the SCAD pursuing a degree in fiber arts. I'm drawn to the loom and plan on making a weaving portfolio. I was thinking about even selling an old love of mine -the drum set- to pursue buying a 4-harness loom. If i could get a job this summer maybe I could eventually afford one so I don't have to sell my drum set. Tricky situation. Now I'm going to verbalize what makes me drawn to the loom.

As traditional and archaic the weaving loom may be to the majority, I find it liberating in my life of everything bought or given to me. I realized I had a lack of understanding the construction of things around me. Understanding the finer details and connectivity of it all. Yes, weaving is systematic, calculated, and repetitive. I get looks of concern and wonderment of why I would choose to "live in the past" when we have machines, computers, robots---- why such labor over the making of cloth. You live in the first world after all... Weaving is more than therapeutic for me. It's a way of thinking and perceiving the world around me. A way of understanding culture, people, ideas, and consciousness. A good friend of mine, Andy, told me about seeing the world through the area of focus you study at college. And that he majors in art history to see the world through the eyes of art and it it's influence on science, math, anthropology, psychology, ect. This thought had never occurred to me.

Some things that Professors, Andy, friends of mine like Cali & Corey, and many others have taught me in a condensed version of my constantly filtering mind... Art reveals and transforms. Forums of free thought are essential. Fight for to expand your consciousness(without drugs). Take yourself responsible for the world problems. Weekly vegan potlucks are delicious. Change boring conversations into interesting ones. Express multiple viewpoints in the pursue of understanding. ect. ect.

I came to art school not really knowing what to except. I'm saddened that the campus doesn't push conceptual meaning, controversial issues, world politics, and the push I receive is mainly business and job placement. Don't challenge the system, obey. I was curious where my education came from before the institution adopted to the practice of fiber as more than craft. My education is mostly here because of the Arts & Crafts movement and Bauhaus, that combined crafts with fine art. I still researching on important people of this movement including: Anni Albers, William Morris, ect.

Well, I guess this is all for now. Tell me what you have limited yourself to, expanded yourself to... thanks. :D